duck
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“…Don’t people normally ask you not to touch them, even if they aren’t in pain?” “Perhaps. But I’m not exactly in a position to be picky.” “Have you ever considered… trying to be?” “I have not.” Ah… right. He’s a pervert… no, a man of… unconventional tastes. His reply was even quicker and more resolute than when he had handed me the apple. It came back so cleanly that it left no room for argument, reminding me of an aspect of Enoch’s identity I had…- 13.5 K • Ongoing
- My face was on fire. I pleaded with him to stop talking in a way that was practically begging to be misunderstood, but the teasing smile remained on his lips. As I fanned my heated face, Enoch tilted his head slightly. “I don’t think so. Why?” “…Excuse me?” “…I am not!” Click. I glared at the pendant, from which the image had vanished along with a low chuckle, and shoved it deep into my sleeve. As I was diligently tucking away the last bit of the thin chain,…
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- “Nnngh…” “There, there. Time for sleepy-bye, Ariel.” I gently patted the child, who had stirred in her light sleep. Her little fidgeting soon settled into the soft, rhythmic sound of breathing. A fond smile on my face, I rested my head next to Ariel’s. My hand brushed against the thin chain around my neck, and I pulled it out. Clink. As the intricately crafted pendant slid over the back of my hand, Enoch’s words from a few weeks ago echoed in my memory. 「“I believe…
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“….” Just be patient. He’s not wrong, is he? “At least it’s not… that kind of technique.” “I would never teach you such a vulgar skill. The Boss would never allow it. He explicitly forbade it, even when using these silver needles.” So, he does know about me. A strange feeling settled over me. Should I be pleased that my existence has been acknowledged? “So, what am I supposed to do?” “Once you’re comfortable using the needles, we’ll work as a team. It’s often…- 19.1 K • Ongoing
- The charged atmosphere instantly solidified, growing hard and brittle. During the brief silence, the gazes of the two men, locked in their standoff, slowly shifted to me. I shot up from the bed, my face and neck burning red. “Ah, I’m sorry.” Raphelt’s gaze grew even sharper, as if to demand why I was apologizing when Kal Martin was the one who had rudely spied on us. I didn’t know why, either. All I knew was that they had witnessed something they shouldn’t have, and I fled the room…
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- With Kal’s help, I laid him on the bed. His breathing was so unsteady that I asked Kal about it, and he told me three of Raphelt’s ribs were broken. My god, and he’d held me that tightly just moments ago? I didn’t know whether to call it typical Raphelt or just be so dumbfounded I couldn’t speak. Absinthe’s private medical team had already administered first aid. In the dark room, only his ragged breathing drifted through the air. He had fallen asleep, his hand clutching mine as if…
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“Your Highness. What brings you all this way?” Duke Delkart inquired, raising his head. Though he felt it a brazen question, Karta smiled towards Fiogen, who was within his sight. “It's time to take Fiogen back.” “As I suspected, you knew.” Delkart gave a slight nod and immediately led the way, his expression serious, unlike his usual demeanor. Karta found Delkart’s gaze and manner entirely irritating. “Delkart.” “Yes, Your Highness.” “You’re disqualified.” At…- 39.4 K • Ongoing
- Fiogen quickly spoke up on the Duke's behalf. But Karta's gaze, still pleading for something, made her lips go dry. The words "if you're going to fight, fight amongst yourselves" were stuck in her throat, but since the two had yet to come out with their love, she forced a smile. "Ah, I'm just going to go get my fan." She'd thought the fans the ladies were carrying were terribly tacky, but she said it because she had no desire to get caught in the crossfire. Karta still looked displeased, and the Duke…
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- At the sight of Chelline's expression, the faces of the other young ladies hardened. The envious atmosphere quickly turned stiff. "Thank you for the compliment." "But isn't it strange? There's no reason for His Highness Prince Karta to give such a precious jewel to you, Princess Fiogen." Chelline's eyes were chilling as she stared down Fiogen. Fiogen simply shrugged and responded with a smile. "Isn't it a token of his love?" At Fiogen's words, Chelline's lips pressed into a thin line. She…
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“” A masculine groan, like a rasp against his vocal cords, escaped his throat. He seemed overwhelmed by the long-awaited kiss, desperate, as if embracing a fleeting phantom. Trailing kisses down her neck, he inhaled deeply over her heart. Meanwhile, Sophia felt her senses dulling, as if she were waking from a dream. The Duke seemed to notice. His face contorted in a grimace. “” He tightened his hold on her, as if he could prevent her from fading away. Throughout the dream, he had seemed…- 41.7 K • Ongoing
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